Two differently dressed Noels are currently busy arguing.

  “Ok, ok so let me get this right we killed everyone in this entire facility, right?”

  “Right.”

  “Ok, so why the fuck haven’t you thought about escaping yet, we both can just warp through this ser gate, and start putting our magical powers to establishing a permanent base plus counterpoint we are immortal.”

  “Well this is fucking marvel my dude, the fucking devil could be listening in in this conversation and wait around the corner for some guards to mow us down and collect our soul.”

  “Well yes but that also stood for our native world and there it happened, you both sold your emotions for power and embraced cautiousness for even more, you can drop nukes now be happy.”

  “A nuke doesn’t solve conceptual power struggles, or at least it shouldn’t.”

  “Do you hear yourself this is Marvel not Marvel 616 or 6000 or 60000 or 6190, I think it could be any one of those.”, screaming was the double till it realized what its inevitable purpose was, and then an audible gulp as it realized that if this 616, they were fucked if it was 666 double so.

  “Look into my eyes and tell me I just have to get some food for us, please, pretty please.”, almost on his knees, choking on the realization he was just animated twine, until Noel took telepathic control of his double.

  Looking into a nightmarish contortion of what once was his own flesh now purple and enrged, almost funny in a way, he just had no strong feelings about it once he wished to be a head taller with more bulk, now only his memory could tell his ‘Keen Mind told him every instance in which he every wanted to be big and strong and now he can only carry 54 kilos, or 120 pounds a far step from his smaller if far stronger body, one way or another he sacrificed that to.

  Misty stepped past the sers, and took of in a sprint, less than 2 minutes still the spell ran out and the double disappeared into nothing, every second counted. Corpses had to be collected and food rations were only avaible for 3 days at most, some had to be found. Could he eat his doubles, they were just animated nothing, pure magical might in action.

  Corridor after corridor just more empty cells or closed doors a few knock spells opened them all only to reveal smaller surveilnce rooms and the seeming abandonment of this base. Which was just pne wrong the exp from the mass freezing’s had to come from somewhere, problem 10-mile radius and only 1 more minute.

  Nole would have to step out himself if he wanted to get things done, unless, the double halted and duplicated, then again and again, and again, work had to be done, every single one only had about 6 minutes at most, making one takes anywhere between 1 minute 30 to 40 seconds of waiting after all spellslots have been used up, guess the main body had to move.

  Casting magic armour just in caste and only warping outside after a few doubles were up and about, they wouldn’t st long their animated soldiers should.

  Using one body after another as scouts, a familiar would be better, he should call upon one but not jet, he could make a contract with something far better when the conditions were right.

  What was the time, a keen mind should always know the time.

  About 14:30.

  Nothing found yet, suddenly matter smoke and fog started to burst forth from all of Noels, pockets the pocket dimension spell had run out and now, everything was bursting forth.

  “So, boss what do you want to move yourself, experience a bit of an adventure or are you to old and, fragile for something like that.”

  The doubles seemingly didn’t share the dissonance between Noels current emotions and his mind, something purposely made, yet it should be easily patchable by amplification of emotions through the use of autohypnosis but was the it the right time yet.

  “Well we only st for about 3 minutes and can produce anywhere from 3 to 6 more doubles using the spellslots we still have over. Any orders or are you just sorting your mind and then wandering in-between overthinking and a mental limbo from your heightened mental capacities.”

  Noel slowly turned to his smirking double, its low charisma might be what made its every word so irking, or the ugly visage, his visage twisted adorned and with eyes of twine but maybe there was a truth there.

  “Ok, good let’s move out be plenty be secure do not disappear with out making at least one repcement of yourself if you must die or disappear in agonizing glory do not harm me, yes!”

  “Aye!”, it sounded from every double in earshot, and then they doubled, and again, and then the production halted for now.

  They split and ran.

  “You, you stay.”, pointing at his nearest double, it halted in its tracks it’s feet no longer even capable of moving a inch.

  “I’m in dire need of entertainment and someone to help me pick up all my stuff.”

  A few short hand movements, vowels and acronyms ter a silver disk levitated behind him and would do so for the next hour at least.

  Near telekinetic movement of matter achieved through animated hands of force and weak telekinesis helped in picking up all that had spilled forth from his pockets. Most welcome practices for someone who had a wizard’s power akin to a sorcerer and achieved it like a warlock, oh just what was he, and where was he headed for now out of this prison and into the cafeteria.

  “You have 3 days rations and water, but the only pce you can think about is the cafeteria, well we haven’t had sleep in pce of supper in quiet a while.”, creation turning to his creator,” I jest, still have that much in me, or maybe I am not subject to the suppression of your emotions, funny ain’t that, right now?”

  Noel knew if he had to keep talking to a short-lived twine eyed versions of himself, he would go insane he had to find a distraction now, hell the low charisma probably wasn’t even helping the conversation on either side, or the fact that Noel had complete control over almost every aspect of his doubles was irking it, which in turn made it irk him.

  Problems for ter down the line, he could just autohypnosis himself into a loyal subject of his greater goals and ambitions, if they weren’t dead, died with his original body.

  “Sigh”

  His mind was moving so fast yet his body was left behind, better than the other way around to a certain extent at least.

  “Noel, sir, creator, me, non-twine one, how the fuck should I, we address you.”, said a new double sprinting back from around the corner.

  “Just call him long lived one or immortal one, or maybe reincarnating one.”

  Noel had to intervene the natural stupidity of himself was growing rampant without the need for long time pnning from the doubles, “Fuck both of your ideas and just stick to Noel1, please not like the necessary steps to form a functioning hivemind aren’t in our mind, need more levels.”

  “A lot more levels, and we know how we stupidly we name things.”

  “Nothing wrong with just spping numbers on it, it has always worked perfectly.”

  “Holy hell when did we work through a single one of our to do lists, ever?”

  “Never, but we always put some impossible to achieve goal on them so that isn’t fair,”

  “Twine Double”, one moved his arms and spoke, a new one was created being a replica of the first one, seconds ter it just faded into nothingness, with but a smile, no mockery on its visage but maybe he just couldn’t, they used autohypnosis to achieve emotional crity on themselves the second they realized the would exist only for moments, while he had all the time of all worlds, his mind, their emotions, their agony, their shared suffering.

  “To either of us I guess? Are we going to keep the conversation going or did I win!”

  “No even if I he just died, I have to keep arguing with you, since you can’t be right, because then I would have to be wrong!”, the Noels were arguing and bickering among themselves, and for but a moment he could se a more youthful version of himself, full of self-love, maybe make out with himself, but that was a narcistic version, and a old discarded defence mechanisms, for now the one being he can’t love is himself.

  The other one doubled and disappeared, time wasn’t stopping.

  With a small smile filled with memories of the past, then the self-hate started, he demanded,” Well show me.”

  “Just follow me, after all I can’t forget now even if I wanted to?”

  A few corridors and one pair of stairs ter, “Allow me demonstrate the full extent of our findings?”

  “Fresh Corpses, my Lord”, number 3 said as it twirled and danced one pirouette after another. The mental stability of duplicates is dubious and not all seem to have the same emotional wavelength.

  “Anything else yet?”

  “No sir.”

  “Well strip them of their equipment already, there got to be something of use on them, any mobile phones some tech or something.”

  “You heard the Boss guys we get to loot”

  ‘Fucking clown doubles have the consistency of a dead goldfish’

  Dozens of voices in the hall screamed back,” LOOT”.

  The few corpses were searched and then undressed, their guns and ammunition taken, as well as all other belongings among them some id cards most likely for A.I. Ms terminals and gates.

  Noel cared only for a way out, one corps stood up, now it’s visage whiter than ever before. A naked zombie, it’s main ingredient the corpse of some female guard.

  “Say is it still necrophilia if the corps is moving on its own.”

  Noels had snaped back, he was present but not caring enough about some shenanigans of just raising corpses, but if they were ter identified and well that wouldn’t look pretty on his resume, besides the fact that he was already technically not human and so human rights weren’t really there to protect him and an immortal semi human as official a test experiment, the writing was on the wall.

  “No fucking the corpses, please!”

  “But they are all hot”

  “All?”

  “Come look”

  Every single corpse was a women’s, it was strange this was A.I.M this was pretty much always a pure men’s club, it was questionable enough that the two scientist/guards that transported him were both women, but 12 out of 12 A.I.M members female raised some questions, about the continuity of this universe, on the other hand it was a small sample not enough for 21000 exp…….

  “What are the other groups doing?”, panic, what would a Noel do if he had only 3 more minutes to life at most all alone with some maybe hot corpse all while pursuing the path of necromancy.

  The number one person responsible for all problems in Noels life was Noel, only now there was more of him.

  “Shit”

  Well maybe he was just interpreting to much into it, nope, turning around he saw the duplicates were keeping the lingerie and making the zombies do strip dances and poses.

  But no fucking not yet at least.

  “Don’t worry your pretty head darling with barely 3 minutes we can’t get it really going, not if we have the constitution to of a kraken and the stamina to jog for 8 hours without breaking a sweat.”

  From a successful business man, not quite all that self-made as he would prefer, he still managed to climb the dder, to being talked down, by manchildren and having to look out for them. He wasn’t the best influence for himself, he needed a distraction or fresh air, a breather would be better.

  “Keep searching and reporting, you follow me.”, he had to get moving, how quickly once moral compass could degrade when one could throw a nuke every few seconds as a close courter move, and decimate everyone in a 30-mile radius 48 kilometre.

  Nagasaki and Hiroshima where only had 1 kilometre with a 90 percent fatality rate, the Tsar bombs humanities biggest nuclear warhead had a light bst radius of 91 km, and because of selective spell he could stand on ground zero with out ever being affected by it, he had a one third of the radius of one of humanities most powerful weapons in his back pocket, didn’t help his anxiety.

  The group doubled and went moving the corpses went showing their not yet decayed bodies off, while they were well endowed, Noel thought the degradation of their morals was a bit to fast.

  “Still remember when our teacher went and said that if society colpsed, he would eat our bodies, like the primate he was, if we wouldn’t use our superior numbers and do him in first?”

  “That was an example on the simplification of the man as animal, in our reflection on the evolution of human society, and I remember his wife was pregnant at the time.”

  “Well, he said he would kill us if it is what is needed, in front of the whole css, why can’t I remember the rest of the lecture, well he also said that the same goes for all adults.”

  “He used the rest of the teaching staff as examples. The first time we ever got thought properly about morals was in w school, and their it was on how to exploit them.”

  “But without the connections we were stuck, and missing the money for the limited teaching materials we were fucked.”

  “Still liked to learn more about our countries fucked up ways.”

  The double was finally silent, maybe this one was more nostalgic, and so they wandered the empty chrome hallways. This was a massive facility, with most likely dozens of subsections and all in all a complete jungle, for anyone wanting to escape, in that way good design, for Noel bad.